In With Bullets, Out With Angels


Am I perfection?

Does the wind follow me? Does the smoke not rise?

If darkness shadows me, does my purity change?

You let me breathe for you, and live for you,

My wounds will heal for you, and only you,


Bleed for me, as I would die for you,

I shall never hurt you, for you bring life to me,

Bare my wings and I will fly for you,

I will never leave you...

I am the world,

And the world is yours...

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I have this thing for Angels and this poem is beautiful in the imagery it created in my mind. You have such Talent that it flows from the very person that you are. Beautifully done, Rain.